w "It's agreed, I'll just give you a massage." Yang Jing immediately reminded Zhang Yang as soon as she walked in the door, then she stuck her head out again, checked to make sure no one was watching, and then closed the door tightly again.
Zhang Yang clasped his hands behind his back and looked around her room, then looked back at her and said with a smile: "Sister Jing, I didn't say what you want to do?"
"Huh, I don't believe it." Yang Jing twisted her slender waist like a water snake, passed by Zhang Yang, reached out and took off her coat, revealing her proud figure, and she didn't know if it had been moisturized.
The reason is that her figure is getting hotter and hotter now, with full breasts, slender waist, and round buttocks wrapped in a brown skirt, with an alluring arc.
Under her short skirt, her long, snow-white thighs were tightly wrapped in black stockings. She kicked off her purple high heels and sat on the edge of the bed.
Zhang Yang looked at it, then walked to her side and sat down next to her.
Yang Jing glanced at him, stretched out her elbow and poked Zhang Yang: "Don't get so close."
There was no power in the tone of his speech, it was soft, but it was full of temptation.
"Sister Jing, I brought Teacher Feifei back for you."
Yang Jing wrinkled her nose, glared at him, looked at Zhang Yang helplessly, and said, "Humph, she said she didn't want to and just lay down on the bed."
Zhang Yang smiled slightly, followed his instructions, lay down on it, then thought about it, and took off his coat again.
After taking off the coat, I have to unbutton my shirt again...
Seeing this, Yang Jing hurriedly stretched out her hand to block him: "You bastard, you are acting like a rogue."
"Sister Jing!" Zhang Yang looked back at her and said with a stunned look on his face, "Where can I get a massage with clothes on? This will have no effect."
Yang Jing looked helpless, stretched out her hand and pinched him: "It's so cold, you won't wait for me to turn on the heating."
With that said, he hurriedly went to the bedside table to get the air conditioner remote control and turned on the heater.
When she turned around, Zhang Yang had already taken off her shirt, grabbed her pillow and lay face down on the bed.
Yang Jing took a look. She was so angry that she reached out and spanked him: "I'm telling you, if someone finds out later, I won't be done with you."
"Yeah! I immediately jumped out of the window and ran away!" Zhang Yang said vaguely.
"Scoundrel!" Yang Jing was angry. After thinking about it, she sat down next to Zhang Yang. She pushed the cuffs of her dark green cotton-padded coat to the crook of her arms, revealing her white wrists. She rubbed her hands together. After rubbing, they were warm.
, then gently covered Zhang Yang's back and gently stroked along his various joints.
The skin touched, and there was a ripple in the hearts of both of them at the same time, but neither of them could explain it. After pressing for a while, Yang Jing felt a little uncomfortable sitting sideways. She stared at Zhang Yang's exposed back, and saw him again.
She seemed to have fallen asleep. After a moment of hesitation, she touched both sides of her brown skirt with both hands and rolled it up a little. Then she spread her legs and reached his thighs.
Yang Jing's technique was indeed very good. After being manipulated by her for a while, Zhang Yang was so comfortable that he almost fell asleep. Now that she sat like this, she immediately felt that her thighs were covered with warmth, close to the root of her thighs.
He even felt a slight bulge pressing against it. Zhang Yang, who had rich experience, immediately knew what it was.
However, he still pretended not to know, but when she stretched out her hand to massage gently, he deliberately moved his thigh to rub her sensitive part. Yang Jing felt it, and her pretty face blushed, and she couldn't help it.
He kept reaching out and pinching him.
As soon as her hand reached his neck, Zhang Yang turned over and pressed her whole body under him. Their eyes met, the tips of their noses met, and each other's breathing gradually became heavier.
Yang Jing tried to struggle but couldn't get away, so she could only complain weakly in a low voice: "There are so many people outside. They will be discovered."
"Sister Jing, I want you!"
"You...I...I..." Yang Jing's face turned red. She wanted to resist but her whole body became weak. Her inner thoughts had undoubtedly overcome her reason. Zhang Yang pressed her down, and his hands began to move up and down her body dishonestly, slowly.
The ground moved to the interface between her cotton coat and skirt, and he nimbly got in and touched her flat belly, winding upwards.
"I knew you were going to be a rogue..." After resisting for a while, Yang Jing finally succumbed to her inner desire and slowly stopped resisting. She bit Zhang Yang's ear and whispered, "Be gentle... um..."
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Yang had blocked her pink-lipped mouth, broken through her shell teeth, and sucked her lilac uvula. The hands below had already penetrated into her chest, loosened her bra, and took another breath.
He pushed her dark green tight-fitting cotton clothes up to her collarbone, moved her head down, and buried it in her towering snow-white peaks.
Yang Jing breathed heavily, her swan-like slender snow-white neck kept stretching back, the hot breath exhaled from the sandalwood mouth lingered in the air with a scorching breath, her hands tightly grasped the snow-white quilt, and her body seemed to be placed on
The lobsters on the frying pan tend to twist and turn repeatedly.
Zhang Yang had already taken off her clothes, and Yang Jing's skin was as smooth as satin, and her complexion was as white as goat's milk curd, and exuded a faint fragrance.
Just like appreciating a work of art carved from fat white jade, Zhang Yang tasted it carefully from top to bottom. After she could no longer hold back, she parted her long snow-white legs that were tightly together...
Yes, her inner thighs were flawless and there were no pink moles at all, but in this situation, how could he think about anything else...
"Take it easy..."
"Today is not a safe period..."
After a long time, the two hugged each other with tired faces. Yang Jing flattened her mouth, stretched out her slender fingers to pull the hair on the back of her head and twisted it in a circle, then scratched Zhang Yang's chest.
"You bastard, I let you succeed again, and I can tell you, there will never be a next time." Yang Jing said very dissatisfied.
"Hey, you said Teacher Feifei and your grandfather have been chatting for so long. What were they talking about?" Zhang Yang pretended not to hear her words and looked at him.
Yang Jing was so angry that she wanted to open her mouth and bite him, and stretched out her hand to twist him: "Why are you so thick-skinned? Did you hear what I told you?"
"Oh..." Zhang Yang responded vaguely, "What time is it?"
"Uh... get up quickly." Yang Jing was so frightened that she hurriedly rolled over and got up. She took the clothes and put them on her body, regardless of her nakedness. "It's all your fault. If they find out later, I'll be in trouble for the rest of my life."
Don’t even think about raising your head.”
After cleaning the battlefield, I sneaked out of the room, and sure enough, I saw Mrs. Zhao calling for the two of them.
The two of them hunched their necks like thieves, smiled at each other, and hurriedly slipped downstairs.
There was already a large group of people sitting around the hall, including Professor Chen and his medical team, Yang Shushan and his son, Yang Fei, and a driver from a distant relative of the Yang family, about a dozen people.
No one asked where Zhang Yang and Yang Jing had gone, but Professor Chen praised Zhang Yang very much during the dinner. He probably didn't know about Zhang Yang and Qiao Xier. After drinking a few glasses of wine, he started to praise Zhang Yang and Yang.
The talented man and the beautiful woman are a perfect match. As soon as the words were raised, all the people who followed him agreed.
Yang Shushan was elated when he heard this, while Yang Xiuguo was happy with a hint of worry. Yang Jing's expression was a bit complicated. There was only Yang Fei, and everyone's words seemed like passing clouds. There was always a calm expression on her face, with no expression.
Very shy and not angry.
As for Zhang Yang, it's like being trapped in fire and water. It doesn't matter if you answer the question, or if you don't answer the question.
Fortunately, just when everyone was talking about him, his phone rang. He looked around at everyone, hurriedly showed an embarrassed smile, and left the table to answer the phone. This call was really a life-saving call.
ah.
I looked at the caller ID and found out it was Xu Danying.
As I picked up the phone, I heard her yelling on the phone: "Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, I've finished the program, that... the person in the portrait seems to be in Mening... two hours ago, he last appeared in Wenlin Lane
In front of a small family hotel.”
"Wenlin Lane?" Zhang Yang couldn't help but frown when he heard this. This place is in the middle of Mei Dahe Villa, adjacent to Qianshui Street and not far away. It is also a mixed place. This Cheng Jisheng lives in a small town where he probably does not need an ID card.
Inside the hotel, it's a good way to hide.
And he lives there, and it seems that he really wants to take revenge on himself. After all, if he sets out from there, he can get to the villa in less than half an hour. Of course, the villa is now extremely well guarded and protected by a magic eagle eye monitoring system.
, Chen Tianxiong and the others were watching outside, as well as agents from the National Security Bureau, local special police, etc. Cheng Jisheng was looking for death if he really wanted to attack the villa.
Of course, just because he won't take the initiative to attack doesn't mean that he won't look for opportunities to ambush him. After all, he is secretly and openly showing off. As long as he finds the right time, he can still attack him halfway.
Therefore, Zhang Yang could not sit still and wait for death. He had to take the initiative and kill Cheng Jisheng first to eliminate future troubles.
The matter was urgent, and he couldn't care less about his dignity. He hurriedly complained to Yang Shushan and Yang Xiuguo, saying that there was an emergency at home and he had to leave first.
Seeing the anxious look on his face, Yang Shushan and Yang Xiuguo did not embarrass him. When they walked out of the villa, Yang Jing followed them and told him to be careful. After Zhang Yang asked her to help take care of Mei Xin, they hurriedly got in the car.
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Halfway through the car, I received another text message. I checked it and found that it was from Yang Fei.
Just a few words: "Drive carefully!"
Zhang Yang felt warm in his heart. In his impression, Yang Fei had never taken the initiative to send him a text message!
After thinking about it, I quickly sent her a reply: "I know, I'll pick you up at eight o'clock in the morning on the second day of the second year of junior high school. Remember to get up early."
Less than a minute after sending the message, Yang Fei replied again, two words!
"asshole!"
Zhang Yang smiled, stepped on the accelerator, and the car roared towards home. Tonight, Cheng Jisheng must be the winner! Welcome to your support, which is my biggest motivation.m
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